Lessyr

When Kyran turned 18, his life turned upside down.

The Royal Army raided his clan because his supposedly non-existent magic got exposed. On that fateful night, he was the only one who escaped.

Up to the present, the status of his clan was unknown.

A magic inheritance that became a curse, Kyran became a fugitive. Always on the run... living in fear when the Royal Army finally captures him.

At least that's what most people thought...

"I'll definitely save my family. And I will make all those who made my clan suffer pay tenfold. I'll make use of this magic they so feared, and show them what real terror is...."


Disclaimer: The cover image isn't mine. I'll replace it when I finished mine.

Legacy of the Dark Sage

<p>Donning two thin dark blue and purple gauntlets, Kyran landed on the ground while keeping his eyes on the spot where the man with the long red coat had fallen. Several hexagonal-shaped plates, which were less than an inch in size and had the same color as the gauntlets, hovered around his body, circling him. Soft humming sounds like a pulse could be heard from within the plates. A few of these plates would sometimes merge, taking on an uneven shape, before unmerging after a few seconds as they hovered around Kyran.</p>

<p>These plates were the result of his first Void creation.</p>

True Void (1)